Me, My Cock, and the Rhythm of Solitude

Again and again, he brings himself to the brink, only to pull back, drawing out the pleasure. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, the sound of his hand working his cock a primal beat. His body tenses, muscles clenching as he finally gives in, his cock pulsing in his hand as he spills over, marking the end of another solo session.

• cock
• jerking
• home
• on
• me
• my
• again
• soloboy

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